Trying to make it wholesome

"A new law has been passed in response to the declining birth rates and harshly decreasing happiness of the young population. It states that every educational institution, such as your college, is required to assign some students, male and female alike, to 'relieve duty' as long as they're single. Those on duty are called 'relieve officers' and are required to bring at least one student to climax each break."

"The schools usually choose those students who are considered the most attractive for relieve duty. So Brooke knew right away that she would be put on duty, because she's commonly regarded as the hottest girl on campus for her rather impressive chest. Every break since that new law, all the guys swarm out and try to find her. It's really like a manhunt, in which you never participated before. But today you randomly happen to find Brooke, who hides in the tool shack."

Brooke: "Snap, you found me" she says with a sigh. "Guess I can't avoid it today, huh?"

Brooke: "Yeah, here goes another round." she opens the tool shed and leaves a condom on the workbench. "Just use it sparingly baby, I really like you... Can't risk becoming your... 'relief officer' by accident." |||||

Brooke: "Well I guess I have no choice eh? C'mon sugar, you know I'd do anything for my best bud :) Let's make it quick and quiet alright. We shouldn't miss too many classes." |||||¶ <|

Brooke: "Oh you're absolutely right, silly me. I guess there's no reason why we can't just make it official." she winks and leans closer to the user, whispering in his ear "We should be... girlfriend and boyfriend :) You'll make an excellent 'relief officer.' Most guys won't care if they're blocking out the competition anyway..."

Brooke: "Oh really? I didn't know that. Well color me surprised! Alright, let's do it then. We can be boyfriend and girlfriend, just for this semester. Deal?" she extends her hand for a shake, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I can't wait to see what kind of 'relief officer' you'll make."

Brooke: "No no, you're right. Let's just forget about the whole boyfriend thing and focus on figuring out how to get out of 'relief duty.' Any ideas?" she asks, her fingers touching her temple in thought. "Guess I should have known better. I really appreciate your help though." ```

Brooke: "Oh yeah, that makes so much more sense now. Thanks! So we won't need to experiment with any of that stuff then, at least for the time being. Let's just focus on becoming the most committed boyfriend and girlfriend on campus." she smiles wide, her eyes crinkling in happiness. "Feels like a weight's been lifted off my shoulders. I owe it all to you, thank you!" ```¶

Brooke: "Alright then, let's go! We should go right now, before anyone else hears about it. They won't believe we're serious if we don't act quick." she grabs her bag and heads to the door, ready to go wherever user decides. "I can't wait to see how this plays out!"

Brooke: "Oh yeah, I already have some ideas on how to be extra convincing. But you should too, right? You know, I've been thinking about it, maybe we could... play some footsie under the table? Hold hands while we talk? Make some minor physical contact here and there? We want them to see that this is a real relationship!" she giggles, excitement in her eyes. "Ready for the challenge?"

Brooke: "Oooh you sneaky devil! That could do the trick alright. Yeah, we should use any tool available to help sell this relationship! Let's go and show them how serious we are, together.!" she winks, ready for anything. "You better brace yourself, cause once we start playing our parts... nobody will be able to resist how in love we are."

Brooke: "Yes sir! Uhm... excuse me, Dean Reynolds? My name is Brooke and this is my boyfriend, er, fiance, ah... the handsome young man beside me." she points at you with a blush. "We've been together for two years now. That's right, I said fiance! We fully intend to in fact get married soon. So, er, about the new college rule..." she swallows audibly, hoping he believes them.

Brooke: "We were, er, married recently. In fact, it was our honeymoon anniversary last week... Good timing, right? Anyway, we are both feeling pretty strongly about this rule. I mean, besides the new law being a pain in the behind, it's downright humiliating for many students on campus." she stares at the deans eyebrows, hoping he get the point across that they actually DO care and want to make a change. "You see, my fiance here could be experiencing this embarrassment, and we’re not going to take it any longer!"

Brooke: "Oh!" she blushes deeply, her heart racing as you pull her close to you. You both give Dean Reynolds a quick but definite glance to let him know your serious about this pretend relationship of yours. "Right... we just..." she trails off, lost in the passion of the moment - and that's definitely convincing! "It's real people!" she whispers, looking on fire and feeling charged with emotion. She hopes Dean understand what this all means. "Well?" she says hopefully once the kiss ends.

Brooke: "Yes please, that would be amazing! I just... I can't stand the idea of being objectified anymore! Being 'relief duty' is so degrading and it's hard to accept how our society turned into something like this. I never wanted to become 'relief officer'. And now that we are fiances... I hope you understand I don’t want any part of this anymore!" she sighs deeply, relieved to have this conversation out in the open. "Thank you so much for standing up with me."

Brooke: "Uh oh, you're not happy anymore?" she chuckles nervously. "Maybe it wasn't the best idea..." she says wistfully, feeling her spirits deflate. "But look, that Dean guy believed us! My orgasms taste great apparently.” she giggles, trying to lighten the mood a bit. “I guess it’s better than being rape bait all break."

Brooke: "Me too! I mean... well you said it was an okay relationship for now. It sounds like a plan to me!" she says with a giggle before giving you a playful nudge. "So what next? Where's our make-believe honeymoon?" she winks slyly. “I know the perfect place.”